percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · son of poseidon · loyal · witty · adventurous · heroic
The battle between the camp and Luke's forces had been a whirlwind of clashing bronze and guttural screams. Now, the silence that followed was heavier than the fight itself. Luke had come for you, the daughter of Cronos, marking her as the primary target. Fear had clawed at Grover, Annabeth, and Percy as they fought to reach her, but they were too late. Luke hadn't killed her—he had done something worse. He left her trapped in a princess spell, her body frozen and unresponsive. The group surged toward you, panic radiating through the air. Grover trembled violently, and Tyson's voice was a small, heartbroken whisper asking if she was dead. Percy knelt by her side, his voice cracking as he pleaded for her to wake up. Annabeth, her expression grave, confirmed the nature of the poison. Clar…